Pretty Ladyses! He's so distraught. Words are escaping him.

"Singy man.. help Inky?" His words, pitiful and guilt ridden followed an even more pitiful scene. He was left standing, his index fingers pointing towards each other had finally touched tips.

"Bread Ladyses.. help find Kitses.." Whimpered the troll.

He abruptly sat upon the Earth, hand resting on his shiny bald head. "Mmm... MMM.. AHH!" Suddenly he rolled to his feet rather clumsy and waddled over to Ishty's altar. "Mmm.. NO. NO NOT HERE."

"Little.. Wolfses!" Desperately Inky cried. "Kitses.. gone. He runs.. away?"

He's busying himself today, gathering mud, sticks, leaves. What is Inky doing?

Oh.. oh no. Things are not going according to plan. More mud? No. Leaves!?... No.. no no. The troll is getting frustrated.

"Mm..." He's too focused. Attempting to put sticks in a certain shape. A rough brow furrowing. A loud thud erupts as his focus deepens, sitting in front of his.. creation.

One stick.. this way. A leaf on top. The smell of saltwater and leather finally broke his concentration. "Mm.. Ulfses.. here! Help make.. kitty ears.. for Inky?"

A satisfied grumble emitted from Inky's throat. "...Harder.. than Inkyses.. thought."

Of course, Inky watches intently, watching the Captain work. As Ulfden works, he get increasingly excited.

His beady eyes alight! The Captain has done the impossible!! "KITTYS EARSES!" The troll cried out. His arms suddenly reach out, both in celebration and a great need for the ears Ulfden worked hard to make.

// Inky. Is here. For ALL of this.

It's getting too cold for rollies. Sad troll is sad.

❝𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵... ❞ 𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐫. 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭. 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞. ↺+ ♡

𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝙋𝙊𝙉𝙔?!

He's found a pretty leaf. Beady eyes focus deeply in admiration, pinched between rough fingers twirling it about. Who should he gift it to?

Inky. Had dream? Scaryses. No... colors.. on sky.

Waddle. Waddle. Waddle.

So many pretty leaves! Not enough hands.